On Thursday night I flew off my bicycle and fractured my left elbow (I'm typing with my right hand only--fun).
On Friday my laptop completely died.
Sometimes you have to laugh, or else you're going to cry. I thought about posting lurid closeups of my battered knees, but I didn't want to make you sick.
The writing continues by hand. Maybe this is actually a good thing. My thoughts flow well on to paper. I hope I didn't lose my hard drive, though, because I hadn't backed up since I finished chapter one.
Ever broken a bone at an inopportune time?
